Dark Souls √

23

The beauty of light owes its existence to the darkness

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His lips denied leaving hers as the kiss became more aggressive. She felt out of breath as his hand traveled to her chest. She felt it uncomfortable. 

She tried to push him away but there was no reaction from his side. She felt irritated with the sudden intrusion of her space before pushing him away with her full strength and finally got away from his grip breathing heavily. 

She sat on the bed pushing her hair back glaring daggers at him.

"Can't you keep your hands to yourself", she scolded tiredly.

"I can't really do anything. You are too irresistible", he told her shamelessly as she stared at the floor. She sighed before standing up and walking out of the room with him following behind.

"When are we going back?", she asked him. She had enough of their honeymoon and wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.

"How rude wife? Are you not enjoying yourself with me?", he asked pulling her in his arms. She glared at him when he would hold her without even asking her.

"I am enjoying it very much. I loved the feeling of being chained to the bed. I loved the feeling of being forced by my own husband", she said sarcastically. She started speaking with aggression and in the end, she had tears in her eyes. 

"Once, If you would have asked me properly about being physical I wouldn't have denied you. You don't have to force me in these things. I am not a prostitute. I am your wife. I demand some respect from you. Am I asking for too much?", she asked. Her eyes being the mirror to her pain.

He breathed deeply before caressing her cheeks as she stared at him expecting a proper apology or maybe a better answer to what he was doing to her.

"Why are you this innocent?", he asked as she frowned before pushing him away.

"I am not innocent. I don't want to be innocent. You heard me", she said in a higher pitch walking downstairs as he walked behind her.

"What do you want me to do?", he asked as she turned to him. 

"Can we please leave? Please", she asked looking into his eyes.

"No", he answered straight away making her grit before looking away.

She walked near him staring deep into his eyes.

"If I didn't tell you this today, I won't be able to forgive myself", she spoke slowly as he raised his eyebrows at her words.

"You are the craziest man I have ever seen", she told him as he smiled at her words.

"I don't look that great when I act apprehensive, wife", he told her. 

"Mr. Ahlawat, This is not a joke. Is my life a fucking joke to you?", she asked him the last part in a higher pitch done with his bullshits.

"You know what you made me feel. You know how I feel when you act like an obsessed person. When you act like a crazy man. You know how I feel when every single time you try to force yourself on me. And don't you fucking claim this as your right. You may be my husband but this never gives you a right to touch me anytime you want", she told him. She had angry tears in her eyes as she continued telling him everything calmly.

"This all will get sought out if you start gaining feelings for me", he told her as she frowned.

"I think I heard something wrong from you. You mean me falling in love with you?", she asked pointing at herself than him as he continued standing silently in front of her observing her actions keenly.